But looking at Li Sanjiang in front of him, Xiao Hei had no desire to flatter, because Li Sanjiang was working on a big project.
After finishing up, Li Sanjiang packed it into a container.
Then, he brought out his equipment, wiping what needed wiping, sun-drying what needed sun-drying.
Especially the Peach Wood Sword, with its handle marked by the Shandong State-owned Furniture Factory seal, was Li Sanjiang's cherished item, and he even applied a layer of oil on it to make it look brighter.
Lin Shuyou squatted to the side and asked, "Grandmaster, is there a big job?"
Li Sanjiang nodded, "Yes, a big job, very big. You prepare yourself too, join me this afternoon for the divination performance."
Lin Shuyou: "Mine is not divination..."
Since the time the boss of a generous venue hired him, Li Sanjiang had Lin Shuyou perform as an official, and after getting a big red envelope, Lin Shuyou's role as an official became an additional project in Li Sanjiang's mourning business.
